I'm hanging out with Belitsos and we talk about how we should do hard drugs when we're kids. We should start out doing heroin. The switch to coke and uppers and downers. Then when we're old, we should just smoke pot and drink beer. Then I'm outside smoking cigars with Dave Still. I have a hard time keeping mine lit and I have to repeatedly relight it.
A blog to share my dreams. No, not my aspirations, but my actual dreams. I find our subconscious world absolutely fascinating--maybe someone can give me a bit of insight into just what these crazy dreams mean. Have at it world!
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12/2/25
This was one of those long and frustrating dreams. I'm waiting for the bus at the city limits. There are a bunch of us and we can't ...
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One of the weirdest dreams ever. I was at the opera hanging out in the Donor Lounge. Nancy Moore came up to me and told me she was fired. I...
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Joe and I are on vacation in England for a week. I spend my day on a bus where they play the music of Oregon. On the last day of our trip, J...
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A roomful of people are killed because they were wearing headphones. I'm alive and have to fake being dead and then try to escape. I...

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